gud nyt

you woke me. in the stillness of my sighs, with my hands grasping air.
i look at your face, unlined by falling sand
and i flutter.

why...towards the end, all i do is sigh with my breath coming out with whispers of you.

i know you could smell my want
with my hair breathing your scent as i pass. can't u not see me
scream your name?

you came...and my skin is aware of it.
i now know that you can taste my agony of desire,
the need splashing over frightening you with its depth.
and you flee.

you belong with her blush. and i ...am left with my sea.